So tonight was the first night for SHiNDiG at the Railway Club. Man, was I ever ready for this tonight, after today. I couldn’t even escape empty commentary on TSN, where they were having in depth discussions about the role of sport during times like these. And EVERY channel on the TV had some sort of coverage it seemed. Made me sick. If there’s no news, don’t fucking report it. And you know what else? I could give a rat’s ass about the economy at times like these.

Anyhoo, I digress.

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Terrorist Attacks

So, like everyone else (except for the perpetrators) I’m horrified by what’s been happening in the US today. I’ve been amazed at some reactions. Those who can’t fathom the attack have been reacting (almost) with amusement (“It’s like in one of those end-of-the-world movies”), others speechless. I’ve spent some time discussing who could have done this, calmly assessing the planning capabilities of organizations around the world. The press has jumped on the Osama Bin Laden bandwagon, virtually having already blamed them. I’m not so sure. Assuredly, this is not an attack by any one State in the world – no one state would be foolish enough to make this sort of attack on the states – they would have to know the US would simply bomb them to oblivion. I, for one, am willing to believe that this was a domestic attack. Why? Who else has as much free access to domestic flights as US citizens? And the Oklahoma City bombing has already proven that there are many militia groups in the US with similar views about the US as some international groups.

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Wil Wheaton

So Wil Wheaton has his own website now. I was going to be all sarcastic and stuff, but after having visted the site, I’m so longer so inclined. It’s pretty interesting. No different than any other blog out there, except that he was once a TV/Movie star (I have no idea of his current status). It’s all self-designed, managed and run, and while he gets countless hits and comments on every thing he writes, it’s actually all well written, as these things go. And he likes comics, so how bad can he be?

Exploding Dog

I’d meant to put this up the other day, but couldn’t remember the URL. So without further ado, I present Exploding Dog, a bizarre sort of site. The guy will draw these stick-people figures from titles that random people send it. There are some really neat ones, really bad ones, and more often than not, really bizarre ones. At any rate, a great place to waste an afternoon or so.

HTML-design links.

So the other day I was reading through What Do I Know?, and followed the link through to A List Apart from the ‘Browser Hell’ entry. And then I was hooked. For anyone doing any sort of HTML-work, this site is a must, and will quickly become one of my regular stops. Particularly if you’re dealing with CSS-issues. These guys are certainly ‘cutting-edge’ in their proper use of markup.

Slogging through the 100-odd issues that are archived on the site, I’ve come to a decision: I will no longer try and make the sites I do work on any browser. I’m going to follow their lead and only design to conform to W3C standards. Any browser that doesn’t get the not as standards-compliant will get a friendly page telling the user that their browser sucks and that they should upgrade ASAP.

So there.


So I went to go see Rockstar tonight. I for the most part enjoyed it. I was, however, rather horrified to realise how many words I knew to all the songs on the soundtrack – I AM a child of the 80’s apparently. Is this movie taken from the story of Judas Priest? Wasn’t their lead singer kicked out because he was gay and replaced by the lead singer of a Judas Priest cover – sorry, tribute – band?

I am clearly a ‘sensitive, 21st century boy’, however, as the wild sex and drugs and homophobia and disrespect (and disregard) for women made me incredibly uncomfortable to watch.

I found it hilarious that of course Chris (Mark Whalberg’s character) ends up in Seattle in a proto-grunge band, and gets the full-on grunge look going on at the end of the movie. I guess the moral of the story is that wearing ratty sweaters and flannel while playing your own music is better than all the sex and drugs and fame of being in a hair band.

Markymark is, as always, decent in his role. I don’t think anyone does the surprised/confused look as well as he does, except for maybe Keanu Reeves. Mr. Whalberg, however, seems to be able to portray a couple other emotions as well. Note to Jennifer Aniston: stay out of the tanning salon for a while!

Umm…that’s nice and shallow now, eh?